Because I'm just OVERLOADED with money (a banking error it seems!) I will be planning to go back to the United States around April time to stay a month with my loved one. You might be begging to ask "Cameron? But WHY would you want to do that after the last time you were there?". I would answer with "Well I'm glad you asked, loyal reader!". Then I'd probably trail off on a whole ton of reasons relating to love, the tyranny of distance and how often I get to see her vs. the density/quality of the stay. Basically those are things that a lot of you wouldn't understand! But anyway we'll all jump that hurdle when we get there. The rough outline is already planned in my head. Seems KLM is the airline to fly but reviews don't seem that amazing. Cheap airfare but shoddy service? I think I can deal with that. Especially after having spent 2 and a half days on a Greyhound bus from Nashville to Montreal. Oh, the fun I had then!
Hopefffffully I will be getting access to wireless internet and not have to use this dongle (snicker!). Then I can finally upload pictures of my Surrey adventure. Things are swinging pretty nicely. I am becoming satisfied with my life here which is kind of amusing considering my resentful comments when I got here. I said the same thing when I got to Cheshire though. AND LOOK HOW THAT ENDED UP! I wish this place had more of a bar area so people would come in and drink more. Shame that doesn't seem to be the case. However there is an Innkeeper's Lodge upstairs and too many rowdy drunkards wouldn't really sit well with the patrons upstairs. Like it or lump it, I think.
I would like to start building model aeroplanes. I wrote airplanes then. I'm somewhat disappointed in my semi-conversion to American words. I do, however, think it will be easier when communicating with people over there. I'll try and make a Yorkshire pudding for someone over there. Roast dinners, ahoy. Speaking of roast dinners or at least on the topic of food - I enjoyed a vegetarian haggis for the second time in my life but I boiled it? It was amazing! I included the neeps and tatties and they were just as good! Oh, Scotland. You call for me from the glens.
I'm pretty sure I should go and get myself ready for work now. Another eight hours of locking wits with cooks, people who drink Guinness and blackcurrant and the coffee machine. That machine is the bane of my life. Amongst many other things, come to think of it.
Take care, be ware.
Sick Again
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Just as a short update - I am sick. Horrible bloody sickness. Something is up with my guts and last night my brain thought I should have a quick purge NOT once but in fact twice. Thanks body.
In other news I happened to go to Staines yesterday which is where that lovable scamp Ali G lived. It wasn't as run down as I thought it was going to be. In fact there was a lovely little pub that I went to with some colleagues. It was called The Swan Inn and is owned by Fuller's which is one my pub's biggest rivals. Curse their amazing pub! The view, the beer, the people. Everything was great. I'm not being delirious either.
I expect at least 10 notes of sympathy from EVERYONE who reads this (I don't really but it would be nice! I'll sympathise with you when you're sick!)
Kisses to everyone and their legs.
In other news I happened to go to Staines yesterday which is where that lovable scamp Ali G lived. It wasn't as run down as I thought it was going to be. In fact there was a lovely little pub that I went to with some colleagues. It was called The Swan Inn and is owned by Fuller's which is one my pub's biggest rivals. Curse their amazing pub! The view, the beer, the people. Everything was great. I'm not being delirious either.
I expect at least 10 notes of sympathy from EVERYONE who reads this (I don't really but it would be nice! I'll sympathise with you when you're sick!)
Kisses to everyone and their legs.
Back in the Saddle Again
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Howdy folk! To make that a plural would be me being quite unrealistic. I guess it's just me reading this so I'm going to write as though I'm having a conversation with myself. These kind of things make me realise why I still own a haircut like I do.
I've been working pretty consistently at The Oatlands Chaser. It's not even a mark on the Midland but it's not so bad. The people I work with are alright but some of them are lugheads. Regardless I think I should be getting paid a decent penny at the end of the month. As it so happens I'll only get paid a couple of days before Australia Day and that will allow me to book my tickets overseas. Hopefully I will be gracing the shores of Belgium, France and Poland in the next three months time. It's part of my new 'get-the-hell-out-of-England' campaign. So far it's going well. Even going to London is amazing. It's new to me so I'm excited as a pig going to market to see new places. It's not so much that I'm getting to see them as it is that I get to see a new place. That's the best part! I want to go to the sea sometime. I forget what it looks like. I also want to go swimming in the Atlantic Ocean. I HAVE BIG ASPIRATIONS, OK.
Apart from that I'm going to be keeping my beard. I like it. It'll be a relic from the 70s. I really wish I could grow a moustache like my father but seeing as I can't/it's really weak I continue with it. If only people didn't hate them as much as they did I would be fine. There's a lot of follicle furore about this place but I don't care. I like it. Makes me look... older. I can deal with that. I have a baby face apparently so this is adding on the years that I so sorely need.
I want to move on from this place as soon as possible. That way I can see more of England. This place is nice but it's too rich for me. Money and I aren't amazing together. Although I am drinking champagne and eating caviar currently. I guess I'm being hypocritical. LAUGH.
Goodbye everyone. The point of the matter is to remain positive, love everyone and eat grilled cheese sandwiches.
I've been working pretty consistently at The Oatlands Chaser. It's not even a mark on the Midland but it's not so bad. The people I work with are alright but some of them are lugheads. Regardless I think I should be getting paid a decent penny at the end of the month. As it so happens I'll only get paid a couple of days before Australia Day and that will allow me to book my tickets overseas. Hopefully I will be gracing the shores of Belgium, France and Poland in the next three months time. It's part of my new 'get-the-hell-out-of-England' campaign. So far it's going well. Even going to London is amazing. It's new to me so I'm excited as a pig going to market to see new places. It's not so much that I'm getting to see them as it is that I get to see a new place. That's the best part! I want to go to the sea sometime. I forget what it looks like. I also want to go swimming in the Atlantic Ocean. I HAVE BIG ASPIRATIONS, OK.
Apart from that I'm going to be keeping my beard. I like it. It'll be a relic from the 70s. I really wish I could grow a moustache like my father but seeing as I can't/it's really weak I continue with it. If only people didn't hate them as much as they did I would be fine. There's a lot of follicle furore about this place but I don't care. I like it. Makes me look... older. I can deal with that. I have a baby face apparently so this is adding on the years that I so sorely need.
I want to move on from this place as soon as possible. That way I can see more of England. This place is nice but it's too rich for me. Money and I aren't amazing together. Although I am drinking champagne and eating caviar currently. I guess I'm being hypocritical. LAUGH.
Goodbye everyone. The point of the matter is to remain positive, love everyone and eat grilled cheese sandwiches.
